Venice was a city in the northeast of Italy. Since the entire city was built in the most unlikely place to build a city — water — it was called a "water city".
Within the city of water, the winding streets flowed with clear waves, making the city seem like a romantic dream floating on a blue wave. The romantic feeling of poetry lingered within for a long time, making one unable to forget it.
Venice, known as the most romantic city in the world.
It was dusk when Zhou Hao and Zhou Hao arrived here. The whole of Venice was covered by a golden light wave, especially the small boats floating on the water, as well as the unique European style buildings, it gave off a suffocating beauty.
Women were the most passionate about romance, so when they saw such a beautiful scenery, they became completely engrossed in it. Zhao Yuqin leaned the hand she was holding Zhou Hao on his shoulder, looked at the Water City in front of him, and sighed: "It's so beautiful."
Zhou Hao laughed: "Big sister, have you never come here before?"
Zhao Yuqin shook her head: "I always wanted to before, but I never had the chance.
"Besides, what's the point of coming here alone?"
With that, he looked at Zhou Hao with a smile.
Indeed, if he had come to Venice alone, he would not feel so good looking at the other couples in this romantic atmosphere.
Zhou Hao understood that the person Zhao Yuqin was talking about didn't have any chance, it wasn't because the objective conditions didn't allow it, but because she hadn't found a man who could come with his.
Having such a beautiful view, the two of them first went to an inn to settle their luggage, then rented a boat called Gondola and began to tour the river.
There are no cars here in Venice, and the most common means of transportation is boats, and these crisscrossing rivers take the place of land roads.
Under the setting sun, the hazy night slowly spread out. The European buildings on both sides were emitting a hazy light, and the melodious sound of the accordion flowed in the air. It was extremely cozy.
Zhou Hao and Zhao Yuqin sat in the small boat, while the boatman at the back shook the oars, allowing the "Gondola" to move forward slowly.
Zhao Yuqin nestled into Zhou Hao's embrace, feeling that Zhou Hao's heart was the warmest and safest harbor in the world.
No one here knew them, so there was no need for either of them to worry.
"Xiao Hao, if only time could stop here forever." Zhao Yuqin gazed up at Zhou Hao.
Zhou Hao laughed, then lowered his head and kissed her soft lips, slowly taking on his usual sweetness.
Zhao Yuqin did not resist or stop her, and just quietly enjoyed the warmth between the two of them.
In the quiet light, the two of them snuggled together like other couples.
After sharing a delicious and romantic Venice dinner, Zhou Hao brought Zhao Yuqin to the most famous Saint Mark's Church.
Since it was already late at night, there weren't any tourists or citizens in the church. There was only a fifty-year-old priest standing there, quietly looking at the Bible in his hands.
Zhao Yuqin allowed Zhou Hao to hold his hand and walk into the church, and asked curiously: "Xiao Hao, you are a Christian?"
Zhou Hao smiled and shook his head, "Big sister, wait here for now."
Then, she walked over to the Priest's side. Zhao Yuqin stood there and did not go over, but only watched curiously as Zhou Hao conversed with the Priest, while the Priest also looked in her direction and revealed a kind smile. At the same time, she continuously nodded towards Zhou Hao's words, as if he had agreed to some of his requests.
Not long later, Zhou Hao walked back and pulled Zhao Yuqin towards the altar.
Zhao Yuqin did not know what Zhou Hao was planning to do, but she still allowed him to do as she pleased.
Zhou Hao then held Zhao Yuqin's hand and walked to the front of the priest, and the priest smiled at the two of them.
He said in English: "May God bless you that marriage is blessed, sacred, and precious; therefore do not be careless, and swear it before God with respect, piety, and gratitude."
Zhao Yuqin naturally understood English. Hearing what the Priest said, and seeing the warm smile on Zhou Hao's face, Zhao Yuqin's heart was moved.
"Xiao Hao, you …"
Zhou Hao did not speak, and only tightened his grip on Zhao Yuqin's soft jade hands.
The priest then turned to Zhou Hao and said: "Mr. Zhou Hao, on behalf of the Church, I ask you before the most holy and most pure God, that you are truly willing to marry Miss Zhao Yuqin and obey God's orders in the Bible and live a life of reverence with her.
Be it peace and hardship, poverty, obedience or weakness, health or weakness, you respect her, help her, care for her, love her, and spend the rest of your life faithfully building a family with her. Will you? "
Zhao Yuqin's mind trembled as she looked at Zhou Hao, only to see Zhou Hao facing the priest, facing the various deities on the altar behind the priest, sincerely saying: "I am willing."
Although the word "I'm willing" was not loud, to Zhao Yuqin, it sounded like a thunderclap.
Tears finally flowed out of his eyes, but they carried traces of sweetness and happiness with them.
The priest looked at Zhao Yuqin, "Miss Zhao Yuqin, I ask you on behalf of the Church in front of the most holy and pure God, that you are willing to sincerely marry Mr. Zhou Hao and obey God's orders in the Bible and live a godly life with him.
Be it peace and hardship, poverty, obedience or insolence, health or weakness, you respect him, help him, care for him, love him, and spend your life faithfully building a family with him. Will you? "
Zhou Hao looked at her, his eyes filled with hope and hope. Zhao Yuqin gave a light smile, with a hint of bashfulness, and with the solemnity of an oath from the sea. She said softly: "I am willing."
The priest smiled and cast a benevolent glance at the two of them, saying, "My most exalted Father, my most beloved Son, and the most holy Spirit proclaim that you are husband and wife. God be with you forever, Amen! "
"Thank you, Father." Zhou Hao thanked the kind-looking Priest from the bottom of his heart.
Although they were not Christians, they were not technically entitled to be married at St. Mark's Cathedral.
However, this was not an official wedding, but a promise of "God" as a witness.
Secondly, seeing how Zhou Hao and Zhao Yuqin's hearts matched up, the Priest was happy to help.
Seeing that Zhao Yuqin's tears continued to fall, Zhou Hao gently helped her wipe them away, "Big sister, why are you so sad?
Zhao Yuqin wiped her tears, glanced at Zhou Hao, and said: "Of course I'm wronged, you didn't even give me a ring, and I'm the only one who would agree to marry you."
Zhou Hao laughed and took out a dark purple box from his pocket.
Seeing the small box, Zhao Yuqin's heart trembled, and when Zhou Hao opened the box, he saw a pair of brilliant rings quietly lying inside.
He saw that the two rings were each thick and thin, with a resplendent diamond wrapped around each of them like a white gold ribbon.
The diamond was not large, but the light it radiated made everyone who saw it palpitate with eagerness. Moreover, on the inside of the thick ring was carved two small words, "Jade Zither", and on the inside of the thin ring was the word "Hao".
Seeing the two rings, Zhao Yuqin's tears once again uncontrollably flowed out.
Zhou Hao held up the thin ring, then held up Zhao Yuqin's right hand, carefully putting the ring on her ring finger, which was not small in size, just happened to fit, as though it was originally one with Zhao Yuqin.
"Wuu …" You little scoundrel, you specially wanted to make others cry. " Zhao Yuqin could not help but punch Zhou Hao, but her heart was filled with sweetness.
After putting the thick ring on the ring finger of Zhou Hao's left hand, Zhao Yuqin could no longer hold back her sobs.
Zhou Hao pulled her into his embrace and said apologetically: "Elder sister, I'm sorry. I still can't give you an official title through the law, but with God's Old Man as a witness today, you will be Xiao Hao's wife in the future. No one can separate us."
Hearing Zhou Hao's words, Zhao Yuqin cried even more. She had completely overturned her previous image of a mature strong woman. The current her was just like a small woman enveloped in happiness.
Carrying the beautiful woman in his arms, Zhou Hao looked at the murals in the church that described the story of Jesus.
In the past, he did not believe in the existence of gods, but after experiencing the reincarnation of life and death himself, Zhou Hao faintly felt that there might be some kind of mystical existence in this world.
If there really was a Divine Spirit, Zhou Hao was grateful to them, because they allowed Zhou Hao to meet Zhao Yuqin, Li Ruolan, Su Lin and other women.
Sometimes, Zhou Hao felt that his luck was simply too great. Among the women by his side, it was already considered a blessing from his ancestors for an ordinary person to be able to obtain even one, while he himself was the one to monopolize the group.
Zhou Hao had never felt any guilt, he only swore in his heart that he would properly cherish them.
After returning to the hotel from the St. Mark's Church, Zhao Yuqin's eyes were still red, to the extent that the owner of the hotel thought that Zhou Hao had bullied such a beautiful woman, and almost kicked Zhou Hao out.
After returning to her room, Zhao Yuqin thoughtfully took off her jacket, sat Zhou Hao on the bedside and carefully took off Zhou Hao's shoes and socks, just like a gentle wife.